Above
and behind
a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel
that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about...
whatever
13, H, grate
It Will Get Lighter
Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life
in a post. I want to be remembered
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what
you're saying
